SteeledA Poem by Tim M
Stood fast held on the structure by magnetic pulses
Stared into swirling pools of reflection The sky is weight and nightmares Found an idea hidden at the core, and tried to wretch it forth It was only indigestion. © 2010 Tim M |
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